Chapter 1 The Eternal Sleep That Can Never Be Forgotten

For these three FBI agents, the deep sleep was an unforgettable eternal slumber of death!

Among the three sleeping agents, the talkative one had the most erotic dream. He didn't know when he had arrived at his favorite bar. The music was his favorite saxophone, and he ordered a glass of chilled whiskey, instantly feeling relaxed.

Suddenly, a fragrant breeze wafted over, but the scent was very peculiar. At first, it smelled like orange perfume, but after a second whiff, it actually transformed into the aroma of red wine and steak. However, the agent didn't delve into it, because a woman had suddenly sat down on the stool next to him. This woman was wearing a tight black dress and looked like his most beloved Angelina Jolie, giving him a charming smile.

The fellow's heart immediately raced. To be honest, he hadn't felt so agitated and infatuated in a long time. He lowered his head, feeling somewhat flustered. Suddenly, a gorgeous face approached his, and she coquettishly said:

"Honey, it's so boring. Why don't we do something exciting?"

"!!!" The innocent guy blushed instantly: "What exciting thing? Ouch!"

It turned out that the girl's hand had reached between his legs and gently flicked him. The innocent guy tensed up all over. Then, he felt that tender little hand gently stroking him through his pants, and he closed his eyes, emitting a heavy pant.

Gradually, he felt "Jolie" slowly slide off the stool, squatting in front of him. She unbuckled his belt, then opened her mouth with a bewitching smile, her crimson tongue lightly licking the side of her lips, full of temptation.

The innocent guy gasped:

"Baby, hurry, now!"

Without a doubt, his lower body was already erect. But at this moment, "Jolie's" mouth suddenly split open, forming a terrifying mouthpart like the parasite zombie from Resident Evil 5 that the innocent guy had just played. Inside the terrifying dark red mouthpart were rows of sharp teeth, slowly rotating like a chainsaw!!

"Ah!!!!!" The innocent guy let out the most shrill scream in his life, immediately trying to escape in a panic. However, the goddess who was straddling him had already done what he had been most looking forward to doing three seconds ago, burying her head fiercely!!!

Blood immediately spurted out violently... along with shattered pieces of flesh, tissue, and shredded black hair...

The less talkative agent was called Carter.

He wasn't actually a taciturn person, but rather a repressed one. His hobby was fantasy.

For example, when he saw the big-butt Therese wiggling as she walked, taking documents into the director's office, his first thought was definitely that the director was unzipping his pants.

Or when he was being scolded by the team leader, he would often fantasize about kicking the team leader over and wiping his face clean with the sole of his shoe.

So at this time, he found that the team leader was scolding him again, and every word he said was piercingly painful. What was even worse was that several female clerks he had always secretly admired were actually watching!

Gradually, Carter's patience reached its limit. He shouted and kicked out fiercely, sending the team leader flying. The power of this kick was astonishing. The team leader flew a long way, then crashed through the office partition behind him, collapsing the fiberboard wall that had been put up during the renovation, so all the scenes inside the office were exposed...

A very explicit and violent scene appeared, just like Carter's usual fantasies: Big-butt Therese was squatting in front of the director, who had his pants unzipped.

Witnessing this scene, the originally hot-blooded Carter suddenly calmed down, realizing the serious and terrifying consequences of doing this, and immediately trembled all over!! This was the FBI! If you resigned from a Fortune 500 company, the boss couldn't do anything to you, but the FBI could easily fabricate a charge and make you wish you were dead.

The rational Carter was immediately defeated by the immense fear and immediately collapsed to the ground, kneeling and crying for forgiveness.

The director and team leader walked up to him and coldly said:

"We'll forgive you if you let us kick you. But you're not allowed to resist or defend."

Carter was now controlled by fear, and he immediately rejoiced:

"Okay, okay, okay!"

Then he immediately prostrated himself on the ground.

Then the director and team leader suddenly revealed a distorted and evil smile on their faces, and kicked him in the butt! Carter immediately felt a sharp pain in his butt, then rolled forward, his hands supporting himself on the railing in front.

But the railing suddenly broke! Carter immediately fell downwards.

This was the fiftieth floor!!

Carter let out a shrill scream, watching the rapidly rotating ground approaching, his heart tormented by fear to the point of near collapse...

The team leader was a serious person.

He was strong.

A typical tough guy, with no bad habits, good at reasoning, and strong logical thinking.

He had a happy family and loved the daughter left by his deceased wife very much, combining his love and longing for his wife with his fatherly love, willing to give his life for her.

When the team leader first entered his dream, he was still very vigilant. He found himself standing on the street, with cars and horses flowing, people coming and going.

In the distance, a heavy truck belching black smoke drove over.

The team leader immediately felt that something was wrong, because according to traffic rules, this kind of heavy truck could not enter the city at this time. A trace of doubt could not help but appear in his heart. This trace of doubt was like a crack on a glass, which could quickly spread into thousands of cracks.

However, the team leader didn't have time to think about it. His heart suddenly tightened, because his beloved little angel daughter actually ran out at this time, skipping and chasing a cute puppy onto the street.

And that terrifying heavy truck actually crashed into his daughter at this moment!!

"No!!!" The tough team leader roared. He immediately burst out with astonishing speed and rushed up to push his daughter away.

However, the terrifying heavy truck crushed his body. The team leader knew that he would not escape unscathed under such an impact, but a happy smile appeared on his face. However, he did not notice the little girl's face, which revealed a strange and distorted Freddy smile...

"You've done pretty well." The person speaking was none other than Old Charlie! He seemed to be talking to himself, but it could be seen from his pupils that the left pupil was normal, but in the right pupil was the twisted image of Freddy.

It turned out that after Fang Senyan left Elm Street, Old Charlie had actually taken the initiative to request to carry Freddy. Fang Senyan already knew that Old Charlie was definitely not an ordinary person before he became a cyborg, but thinking about the terrifying population base of the future Empire, what was the big deal about a few perverts? So he agreed to Old Charlie's request.

Freddy's most fatal weakness was appearing in the real world, where he could be easily killed. He had been taken down many times by being dragged into the real world from the dream realm, so being able to stay in Old Charlie's mind was equivalent to appearing in his strongest state, which he was naturally very willing to do.

In this way, Freddy could communicate with Old Charlie at any time. Old Charlie, the old fox, didn't know what method he used, but he quickly started talking to Freddy.

And thinking about it, if Old Charlie had a very valiant life before, but ended up becoming a lowly cyborg, and in this situation, he still stubbornly survived and refused to die, his determination was as firm as iron, and his willpower was conceivable. Therefore, although Old Charlie had no combat ability, Freddy's ability to influence him would naturally be weakened to an astonishing degree.

Perhaps it was for this reason that Freddy's attitude towards Old Charlie was relatively respectful, so he was more willing to listen to Old Charlie's words. And Old Charlie's coldness to the extreme, with all his thoughts prioritizing benefits, had unknowingly added a terrifying executor!!

The demon Freddy in Old Charlie's pupil cackled and licked the blood on his iron claws, saying:

"Interesting, so interesting! This is so much more powerful than letting people die in fear. Yes, I like the look of disbelief on their faces before they die, I like the fear on their faces as they suddenly fall from heaven to hell! And that last tough guy, hahaha, he was actually satisfied and happy when he died! Oh!!! It's so stimulating, so exciting, so there's another way to kill people, such a wonderful art!"

"But you still made a mistake." Old Charlie said lightly, "Do you know what it is?"

The demon Freddy quickly said:

"It's the heavy truck that shouldn't be driving in the center of the city, right? You can't blame me for this, I didn't have this law when I died!"

Old Charlie said coldly:

"If he senses something abnormal and realizes that he is in a dream, then it will be very unfavorable to you. When they don't realize they are in a dream, because of your special ability, then as long as they feel that they are dead, then they will also die in the real world. If they realize this, they have to rely on the strength of their soul and willpower to kill their opponent! Turning a quick battle into a protracted war."

"Okay, even if we put aside the difficulty of the battle, I ask you, is this still called the art of killing? Do you still want to degenerate to the previous kind of stupid, inferior killing life? Can you still have such exquisite ecstasy and understanding?"

The demon Freddy was stunned for a while, and actually nodded and said:

"You're right, what should I do then?"

"What you have to do now..."

"Oh."